In June, the rain swept over the mountains and snow, and the wind blew yellow sand everywhere. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The rain in June has already fallen, and only the wind and yellow sand are left outside the Yanmen Pass in August.

Every August, Longmen Town will always welcome a lot of people in the rivers and lakes, not for anything else, just to see the style of the southern sword and the northern sword.

Every August, Nangong Zhaojian and Beiming Yidao will come to Longmen Town to sit for a day, but in August, no one knows which day it is, it may be the first or the last day.

No one knows why they came to Longmen Town, and why they chose to come in August, although they don't know, but from the first day, people from the rivers and lakes will come to this Longmen Town one after another.

From this day on, the inn business in Longmen Town will always be particularly prosperous, and it will last throughout August, but although there are many people, the inn rooms in Longmen Town are never full, because Nangong Zhaojian and Beiming are coming, and each inn will set aside two rooms for them.

Today is the last day of August.

Everyone was looking forward to it, they knew that the Southern Sword and the Northern Sword would definitely come, and they had never broken this agreement for twenty years, so on the last day, they would definitely come!

There is only one gate in Longmen Town, a stone gate, a stone gate that has been scraped off most of it by the wind and sand sword, and travelers in the past call it the Dragon Gate.

Today, a woman walked in under the dragon gate, and a woman was holding a child, and the child was lying on the woman's shoulder, and her eyes were closed as if she had fallen asleep.

The woman had rough skin, strong fingers, and a little silver thread could be found floating through her black hair, and she was a poor woman. She walked through Longmen step by step, walked into Longmen Town, walked into the first inn step by step, came out, and walked into another one step by step.

They are destined not to live in guest rooms, because there are only two rooms left in each inn, which are reserved for Nangong Zhaojian and Beiying Sword. At last the woman went to the gate again, and stood there, still holding the child with a blank face.

No one bothered them, because this is the rivers and lakes, and the rivers and lakes are always the most dangerous, so never disturb the people who may be the most dangerous, so the woman is still standing, and the child is still lying on his stomach.

It was past noon, and there was still only the yellow sand scorching sun outside Longmen Town, and the Nangong Calling Sword and the Northern Immortal Sword still hadn't come.

In the ninth inn that entered from the dragon gate, a small servant walked out, holding a food box in his hand, and walked towards the dragon gate. The little guy is twenty-eight years old, handsome, flexible and powerful, and he is an old fellow.

Why the Ninth Inn? Because of its owner, its name, its name is also called the Dragon Gate. The Dragon Gate Inn is not the Dragon Gate Inn, and this world is not that boundary, but the rivers and lakes are still the same rivers and lakes.

The owner of this room is not called Jin Mosa, but Jin Yiyi, who is also a woman, a beautiful woman, and a strange woman.

According to legend, this woman refused the emperor, but the emperor did not blame her, but built this Longmen Town for her, built this Longmen Inn, and legend has it that the entire Longmen Town should be hers!

So she dares to do what others dare not do, and her buddies dare to take the path that others dare not take.

When the little servant came to the dragon gate, he did not speak, nor did he go out of his way to look at the woman, his eyes were focused and attentive, and he put down the food box on the stone lion pier next to the doorpost, and took out the wine and food.

Three dishes and one soup, plus a pot of wine and a bowl of rice. There is only one bowl of rice for two people, and a woman with a child needs to drink!

When the little servant had done this, he left the food box, turned and left, never saying a word, except that he unconsciously wrinkled his nose as he passed the woman, just as he had come.

There is an indescribable smell in the woman!

The rivers and lakes are very dangerous, but it doesn't seem to be dangerous enough that a little guy will be killed if he delivers a meal, so the little guy returned to the Dragon Gate Inn safely and continued his life, no matter how ordinary it was.

Serving wine and cleaning the dishes, listening to the heroes blowing the mess, occasionally giving alms to the beggars passing by, and then secretly glancing at the beautiful shopkeeper, the day passed like this.

However, this month is August, and August in Longmen Town is not the same!

In fact, he spent August like this in previous years, only this year's August was a little different, because Nanjian and Beidao lived in their Dragon Gate Inn.

The woman and the child finally had a room to live in, because Nangong Zhaojian and Beiming Yidao lived in the Longmen Inn, and they no longer needed rooms in other inns, but the woman did not go to other inns, but walked into the Longmen Inn with a food box.

When the little servant saw the woman come in, he walked over and wanted to take back the food box, he was very idle now, the two big men naturally had their beautiful shopkeeper to entertain, and the other guests naturally did not drink, eat or talk as in previous years, just looked at the south sword and the north sword.

This is what he heard from other innkeepers two years ago, but he didn't expect it to be true.

The little guy still couldn't take the food box in the end, because the shopkeeper called him, weighed the pros and cons in an instant, and found that the guy who didn't listen to the shopkeeper was not a good guy, so he turned a corner and came behind the shopkeeper.

"Shopkeeper, tell me something?"

The little girl did not stand next to or in front of her, but behind her, so that the golden silk had to turn around and talk to him, which was not a good fellow's eyesight.

"You go to the kitchen and call Mr. Jin over, and go to my room to get a jar of Crane Year, you want the best, don't drink it secretly!"

The little guy answered and left, never looked at Nangong Zhaojian and Beiming Yidao, Nangong Zhaojian tasted tea indifferently, but Beiming Yidao was a little dissatisfied.

"You seem to care about this little guy?"

"I don't care if there's anything, he's the person in my store, that is, my person, I only believe in my own people!"

Beiming smiled and didn't speak again, and continued to drink tea with the two, chatting a few words occasionally.

There are a total of nine square tables in the Longmen Inn, now all of them are full of guests, the guests are watching the three people drinking tea, the people of the rivers and lakes outside the inn upstairs and downstairs and on the periphery of the road are also watching the three people drink tea, it seems that watching the three people drink tea has become the most beautiful thing in the world.

Everyone seemed to have forgotten that there was a woman standing in the inn, and the child who was still lying on his stomach.

In the kung fu of the tea, a fat man walked in the back hall, a very clean fat man, especially his hands.

He is the chef of the Dragon Gate Inn, no one knows his name, and people who know him only call him Mr. Jin, he is from the palace, and everyone knows what kind of person he is from the palace, but no one dares to say that the person he said last time has been buried in the yellow sand outside the gate.

Mr. Jin walked towards the golden silk clothes, and when he passed by the woman and the child, he glanced slightly, and wrinkled his nose like the little girl, but it was just that, his steps did not change, and he walked straight to the golden silk clothes.

"Miss calls the old slave and doesn't know what's going on?"

Chief Jin was very respectful to Jin Xuanyi, but he only glanced at Nangong Zhaojian and Beiying Sword and never looked at it again.

"Mr. Jin, let me introduce you. This tall and straight, a little black is called Beiming Yidao, the people in the rivers and lakes call Beidao, he likes to drink and eat fish the most, and you will make a crispy fish that you are good at, don't be too spicy, and this elegant and handsome bearded boy, called Nangong Zhaojian, known as Nanjian, he likes to drink tea more than drink and eat vegetables, and he will do something good at it later. ”

Jin Jiaoyi said a lot uncharacteristically, and seemed very familiar with the two of them, and was also very casual.

Nangong Zhaojian listened to her introduction, smiled, and continued to drink tea without speaking, he really likes tea, especially the tea here.

Manager Jin confirmed that Jin Jiaoyi had finished speaking, bowed down and said: "The old slave understands that there are many people in the hall, and only inexplicably I am afraid that it will be difficult to clean up, do you want to call Ah Chai and Ah Jiang to come out to help?"

Jin Yiyi pursed his lips and said, "It's okay, go to my room to see if I'm stealing my wine again, it takes so long to get something." ”

"Yes, miss, then it's okay, the old slave went first!" After Jin Xuanyi nodded, Manager Jin bowed down and retreated to the back hall, really retreating.

Such an action was strange, so after he left, Bei Ming asked Jin Xuanyi: "Is he always like this?"

"He's used to it, and he doesn't want to change it. ”

"You asked him?"

"Nope. ”

"So how do you know? Maybe he's willing to change?"

"If it were you, would you be willing to give up practicing knives?"

Beiming was stunned when he heard this, looked down at his knife, stopped talking, picked up the teacup and put it down, he suddenly wanted to drink.